This week was full of good vibes…
Meb won the Boston Marathon marking the 1st time an American has won it since 1983. He finished in 2 hours and 8 minutes…you know, 7 minutes faster than I ran my HALF marathon. Oh and he’s 38 years old.
Last year Celeste Corcoran was at the Boston marathon finish line with her daughter, Sydney, waiting for her sister, Carmen, to finish running. Celeste lost both legs in the explosions and Sydney suffered serious injuries as well. This year, Celeste and Sydney ran the last block of the marathon with Carmen.
Henry Richard, brother of Martin Richard, the youngest of the bombing victims, laced up to race (and win) the Boston Youth Relay Challenge this weekend. This was the same race Martin ran last year.
A runner’s legs gave out near the 26 mile mark and the site of the first bombing last year. One runner stopped to help him along, then another, and then two more. The four strangers helped him until right before the finish line, where he crossed on his own two feet.
When I started running in 2010, I hated it…every miserable step of it. I still am not sure why I wanted to ‘be a runner’, but something about it appealed to me. So I stuck it out eventually it sucked less…and then one day, I hit that magic spot that I was told I would find, and I was in love. I had no idea what a gift running would become.
-Running gave me the confidence to set big goals and go for them.
-Running gave me peace and time alone with my thoughts.
-Running gave me respect for my body and everything that it is capable of.
-Running gave me humility because you can’t be anything but humbled by the sudden urge to find a bathroom rightthisminute.
-Running taught me that you get what you give. There are no shortcuts.
-Running taught me that you can plan out every little detail and still have everything hit the fan….and it’s never the end of the world.
This week running was front and center, not because of a vicious attack by cowards, but because running heals. I saw this article after the 2013 Boston Marathon and it’s still moving. Check it out: If you are losing faith in human nature go out and watch a marathon.
Let’s keep the positivity going…What has running given you? What/who inspires you?